Brian
I have a roommate, Brian. I buy our groceries. I clean our kitchen, and our washroom. I do our dishes. I make our meals. I yell at him to do his homework, and stop playing those gosh darn vidja games. One time I even did his laundry, although he did pay me to do it. Other than the fact that I did not give birth to him, I am his mother. Or maybe I am a salary away from being his butler? Or maybe just his slave? Alas, he moves out this week, and it will surely be lonely living by myself.
